I hate everyone

Sandro hurried towards the infirmary and at the same time, he glanced around so as not to be caught unaware.

He hadn't seen any sign of the intruders as Thalia had said, but he could hear some yelling outside, which meant the rest of the pack members were keeping them busy.

He stepped inside to see Arabella curled up on the bed.

Gazing at her, he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

It was weird, but as soon as Thalia said they were under an attack, the first thing his mind had gone to was Arabella.

Although he was still aching from the aftermath of the shot, he had the urge to go watch over her.

Perhaps, it was his wolf's doing because lately, Lace had been doing things he wouldn't do.

His wolf had been having some nasty thoughts about the bítch and even stirred whenever she was near.

He wouldn't deny her scent being alluring, but he believed he had been with a far more captivating woman than her.

Arabella's skin tingles and she turned slightly. Sandro was in th